Pumpkin was fussing that she didn't want to be last for photos. It was a moot at this point since she was the last one I was taking photos of. It took a bit but we were finally able to take a better picture.
Honey after being told Pumpkin's wounds were worse than hers:
"I was wounded saving my country!!! And, now you're saying Pumpkin's injured worse than me? And give her all the GLORY?!?!"
Then this morning when I mentioned how I was going to post this on my blog, she said, "Do you want me to repeat it for you? I like people laughing at me. I like being famous! Let me know when people comment."
The other day, Honey wanted me to spell Mary for her (she was pretending to be Mary Poppins at Disney World signing autographs). I started with M-A-R. She screeched for asked me to stop after the R because she was having trouble writing it to her satisfaction. Here's what followed:
Honey: What's next?
Honey (feeling quite aggravated): Because I don't know how to spell it!
Me: The letter Y, Honey.
Honey (feeling quite chastened): Oh.
Then she wanted me to spell Poppins. I told her the first 3 letters. Then:
Honey: Okay, I'm ready.
Honey: I already did P!
Me: Another P.
I'd like to say I was feeling quite goodnatured at this point, but I wasn't. I was annoyed. Now, I look back on it and can laugh quite heartily.
In an effort to make her feel better, I told Pumpkin that I loved her. Here's how she interpreted that as she yelled down to her sisters (the ones who had upset her): Guys, mommy loves me more than you!